"Fourth, what kind of bad idea do you have? If you hide like this, even if we are all alive afterwards, our disciples of the Reporting Sect will definitely be called a shrunken turtle, how can we gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals, how to recruit disciples, and the lintel of the light gate?" Mo Ao said to Wu Yan solemnly, his tone was rarely harsh.

Wu Yan's face was stunned, he thought for a while, and said, "What Senior Brother said is that the younger brother has been taught, and he must remember it in the future." ”

"Well, fourth, you remember, our Xiaoxiao Sect disciples would rather die in battle than be turtles with shrunken heads!"

Wu Yan nodded, but he was still a little disappreciative in his heart, of course, he naturally would not say this kind of thought.

The two discussed some specific details, and Mo Ao got up and left Wu Yan's stone room, and went back to his stone room to help Wu Yan burn the map of this underground cave.

Wu Yan sat quietly in the stone room, thinking about this matter, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that things were strange, but where was the strangeness, for a while, he had no clue. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with a reason, Wu Yan simply stopped thinking about him, but meditated and refined his qi and cultivated the "Splitting God Technique".

Last time, I inadvertently practiced the first step of the first layer of the "Splitting God Technique", and now I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well practice.

Wu Yan separated a trace of his divine consciousness and released it, he patted the storage bag, took out a dark green double ball-shaped magic weapon, and threw it into the air, and the trace of divine consciousness released immediately attached to it.

The dark green double ball-shaped magic weapon suddenly spun at high speed in the quiet room, and in the blink of an eye, the two balls separated, and one of them quickly swam in the room, like an incomparably agile dark green snake head. The other turned into a filament dozens of zhang long, and with the first dark green ball like a snake's head, it quickly changed shape in the quiet room with the movement of Wu Yan's divine sense, and transformed into various shapes.

Sometimes it was a slender snake, sometimes it was a dark green net, and sometimes it turned into a slender green light...... Suddenly, the magic weapon turned into two dark green balls again, attached to the wall next to it, and looked like a small mossy stone protruding from the wall, inconspicuous.

Wu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and made a move towards the ball, and the dark green ball flew back into his hand, and the divine consciousness attached to it was also withdrawn by him.

Wu Yan's face showed a hint of joy, his eyes flickered and stared at the magic weapon in his hand, and he pondered.

This magic weapon was naturally refined from the vine stem of the vine algae lotus he obtained in the underground cave pool of the Red Leaf Canyon. To be honest, seeing this magic weapon, Wu Yan had to admire the refining methods of the third senior brother Tian Qi.

This magic weapon is far beyond the scope of ordinary top-level magic weapons. Even the best top-level magic weapon could not allow the divine consciousness to attach to it. The magic weapon can only show its power by the operation of the monk's mana, and without the support of the monk's mana, the magic weapon is just a dead thing. But with the divine consciousness attached to it, it is like a spiritual magic weapon, with incredible power. It can even attack on its own without the Monk's command. Of course, this autonomous action still relies on Wu Yan's divine sense, which is like he has one more magic weapon that can generate telepathy with him. It's a pity that the materials used to make this artifact are limited by the year, and refining to this level is already the limit.

I still remember that when the third senior brother Tian Qi handed over this top-level magic weapon that he named "Ruyi Wrapped Silk Lotus" to him, he sighed with some emotion, but it was a pity for this magic weapon. The monks in the foundation building period used this magic weapon, but it was a waste. Because this "wishful silk lotus" can attach a wisp of the monk's divine consciousness and incarnate into a spiritual weapon similar to the effect of a magic weapon, but it is not an illegal treasure, and it is an ordinary monk in the foundation building period, and it is impossible to exert this magical function of this magic weapon. After all, the spiritual consciousness ability of the cultivators in the foundation building period was limited, and they would never dare to lightly cultivate the practice of splitting the divine consciousness, so this function would not have much significance. And the monks of the Jindan period, because they have their own natal magic weapons, naturally they can't use this kind of magic weapon that is not as powerful as the magic weapon.

I'm afraid that Tian Qi would never have thought that he, a junior disciple, had already achieved a small success in the cultivation of divine consciousness, and he had succeeded in splitting the gods, and he could exert the maximum power of this magic weapon.

With this magic weapon in hand, it was like having one more mid-foundation building monk who could listen to the call at any time, how could Wu Yan not be happy?

At the moment, Wu Yan took advantage of the fact that he had nothing to do in the past few days, and spent all day in the quiet room to familiarize himself with this "Ruyi Wrapping Silk Lotus" magic weapon, anyway, the control of the practice magic weapon also happened to be cultivating the "Splitting God Technique", why not.

Three days later, Wu Yan was basically able to use Ruyi, and just as he was about to take back the "Ruyi Silk Lotus", he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside the quiet room. Wu Yan's face moved, and then he left the "Ruyi Silk Lotus" in an inconspicuous place on the wall.

Opening the door of the quiet room, the second senior brother Mo Ao immediately walked in, closed the door of the quiet room, and casually took out a cylindrical jade slip and threw it to Wu Yan. Wu Yan took it, and instead of rushing to check it out, he smiled strangely at Mo Ao.

Mo Ao didn't know why, so he nodded his eyebrows with his thumb inexplicably, and said, "Fourth, why are you laughing so weirdly?

"Senior Brother Mo, do you guess?" Wu Yan chuckled, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, and the "Ruyi Silk Lotus" that was originally hidden in the corner of the wall disappeared into the stone.

Mo Ao naturally couldn't understand why Wu Yan was so weird today, and immediately laughed and said, "Stinky boy, it's a profound game with my brother, right? You're still tender...... Ahh

Mo Ao's face showed a look of shock, and before he could react, he immediately fell straight to the ground with a puff. He didn't even notice when he was tightly wound by such a circle of dark green silk threads.

Mo Ao, who was lying on the ground, was like a spinning shuttle wrapped with dark green silk threads at the moment, and at the center of his eyebrows, the snake-headed green ball of "Ruyi Wrapped Silk Lotus" was close to the center of his eyebrows, and there was a great possibility that it would penetrate into his eyebrows at any time and shatter his skull.

He was even more strange to find that under the entanglement of this ghost thing, his body was not only imprisoned, but even his mana was not working smoothly, and his divine consciousness was under the "staring" of the snake-headed green ball, and he didn't even dare to release it.

"What the hell is this?" asked Mo Ao in surprise.

Wu Yan covered his mouth for a while, and with a move of raising his hand, the dark green silk threads on Mo Ao's body instantly turned into two connected dark green spheres and returned to his hand, and the wisp of divine consciousness was immediately withdrawn into his body.

"Senior Brother Mo, isn't this the magic weapon that Senior Brother Tian used the vine stem of the vine algae lotus to help the younger brother refine? This magic weapon is called 'Ruyi Silk Lotus', you see, how many can resist using this magic weapon to sneak attack the enemy?"

"Hiss!" Mo Ao stood up from the ground, stared at the "Ruyi Wrapped Silk Lotus" in Wu Yan's hand, took a breath of cold air, and sighed: "Below the Jindan period, there are indeed few who can resist this ghost! With this thing, this time it has an extra layer of protection. However, Fourth, this doesn't seem to be an ordinary top-level magic weapon, how did you do it?"